The Fool's Progress: An Honest Novel


The Fool's Progress: An Honest Novel
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Description: 0 0 Amazon.com Review Just before he died in 1989, Ed Abbey published what he called his "honest novel," one loosely based on his own life. Early in its opening pages, Abbey's alter ego, Lightcap, takes off from his nearly empty home (its contents just removed by a disgruntled spouse) in Tucson, Arizona--but not before sho ... (more)
Manufacturer : Holt Paperbacks
Release date : 15 August 1998
ISBN-10 : 0805057919 | ISBN-13: 9780805057911
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"Henry Lightcap "Like Abbey himself, Lightcap has spent much of his 53 years in the wilderness of the American West, as park ranger or fire watcher, and is at once passionately devoted to the land and full of rage at what late 20th century America has done to it" - Publishers Weekly "


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"They spent their wedding night in a grove of aspens a quarter mile from Henry's fire lookout cabin. He had left his truck parked at the door. They made love immediately and then lay awake for a time, still connected, still one flesh, smiling up at the stars and listening to the uproar of gunfire, bongo drums, bugles, coyote howls and drunken song from clearing around the cabin. Still in situ he felt himself swelling within her. She felt it too. Henry--what're you doing? Who, me? No, him. That ha"